| Bow, bow
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| Rich shooter, uh, rich shooter
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| Yeah, damn
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| Yeah, hundred round goon
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| Uh, bitch I’m Herwin on the spoon
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| I’m dope
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| Fuck your shooter, heard his pistol on safety
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| I might double wrap and bubble wrap your wife and baby
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| I’ve been poppin' rubber bands, rubber bands done drove me crazy
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| I can’t fuck with rappers, I ain’t been feelin' rappers lately
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| In and out of jail, I swear them crackers drove me crazy
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| I might smoke a nigga, I might give his mother daisies
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| Rest in peace Bob 'cause that’s how Bob raised me
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| He was fuckin' with that dope, Medellin, we was wavy
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| Fuck a deal, 'cause the bricks and scales really paid me
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| Coulda been in Mercedes, fuck 12 tryna frame me
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| Outside with the junkies, jungle 50s, we go monkey
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| I really dropped niggas broad day
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| I’ma show 'em how the mob play
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| Get up close, personal, my shit face to face (Face to face)
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| You could pick a time, you could pick a place, I’ma beat the case (Fuck nigga)
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| Finesse plug, finesse buy you through everything (I do everything)
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| I know one thing, I ain’t ever buyin' no weddin' ring (Fuck that bitch)
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| Y’all was ridin' dicks, I was outside doin' better things
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| First time I called my mother locked up, she said, «You better swing»
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| Attempted murder, I was 15 with a 17 with a big dream
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| I run all in this shit (Man, why?) 'Cause the bitch green (Man, fuck that nigga)
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| I appreciate your moments 'cause I never had nothin'
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| Used to be a crash dummy, nah, now get that fast money
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| I remember she was stallin', now she got that ass jumpin'
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| Me, my niggas, we be ballin', we can’t wait to buy somethin'
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| I’m a rich shooter, baby, I’m a rich shooter
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| We some rich shooters, baby, we some rich shooters
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| 3 got the Macky and that bitch came with a ruler (Goddamn, goddamn)
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| We the fuckin' rich shooters, fuck these niggas, they some losers
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| I was built to win, no I can’t ever ever lose
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| Bitch, they call me Jefe with a mothafuckin' tool (Young Jefe, holmes)
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| They act like they don’t fuck with me, they watch my every move
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| Bitch, it’s me and Q Da Fool, we ain’t cool with you, too
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| You ain’t no fuckin' stepper, where your mothafuckin' weapon?
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| First gun I ever shot it was a .38 special
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| It’s GG to the world, bro, we’re on another level (GG for life)
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| And it’s long live 30, bitch, I scream that shit forever (30, 30)
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| Bitch I’m ridin' on Tre-7 in a fuckin' R8 (Skrrt)
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| You can come and get an eight ball or get a whole plate
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| I don’t need a damn extendo, F&N is on my waist
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| And I don’t even send a memo, I just get your ass erased
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| We like the UPS for bills, yeah, do the mail
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| My bitch, she like Chanel, got all the bags and all the heels
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| Where I’m from they like to kill, keep that chopper by the wheel
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| I seen some nigga tell, bow, bow, go to Hell
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| I appreciate your moments 'cause I never had nothin'
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| Used to be a crash dummy, nah, now get that fast money
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| I remember she was stallin', now she got that ass jumpin'
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| Me, my niggas, we be ballin', we can’t wait to buy somethin'
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| I’m a rich shooter, baby, I’m a rich shooter
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| We some rich shooters, baby, we some rich shooters
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| 3 got the Macky and that bitch came with a ruler (Goddamn, goddamn)
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| We the fuckin' rich shooters, fuck these niggas, they some losers |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rich Shooters , by - Shy Glizzy. Song from the album Fully Loaded, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп